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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarled, crystalline tendrils burst out of the trunk of a massive, ancient tree, weaving together a canopy that refracts and reflects a kaleidoscope of colors in the early afternoon sun. The air's heavy with an electric charge and smells strongly of petrichor, like... right before a thunderstorm, but the sky above is a bright, cloudless blue. Water's slowly dripping upwards from the tree's roots, pooling on the branches above, where iridescent dragonflies flit between sipping at the water and dancing around tiny, swirling whirlwinds of glittering, silver particles that just kind of... coalesce and dissipate randomly.